ambient sound louder more intrusive than previously timelessly aligning and at the end of the day new dawn mornings of one thousand beginnings and the plants seem to remember but it’s been a while it’s been a while hesitancy and masked frustration no one wants to be caught not living up rather a sideways life…
Tag: creative writing
sidewalk whispers
walk on the gravel full of sparkles shining pavement as each step passes a light flashes into view creating shadows that cast your feet as mirror images upon the ground ever think of how they make this sidewalk? filled with stardust like walking through the night sky if we could walk along the stars do…
for moments we don’t understand
drifting into space across universes spinning like a star wandering through green running through golden fields standing as the wind blows hair back into infinity touch the brightness above and the light falls like snowflakes like flower petals like a rainbow who bounces from brook to brook rocks lean forward to listen and clouds give…
tunnel of sound
i am deep in a tunnel of sound where no one can see coming to you live purple light green light echoing drumbeat and bass so thick like a coat from the upstairs attic you try on you can try it all on here all are welcome particularly if you’re called weird or strange or…
watching the moon move
i watch small as the moon bright light big against the darky sky drifts changes faces changes perspectives the way it moves across smooth like a ship on calm waters deliberately it moves with purpose i watch it tracking it learning from the moon how to be so smooth
guardians
the pressure can be great it can be managed it can become somehing that needs to be addressed it can become like a leaky faucet it can overflow these moments require the support of guardians who can repair can reestablish any connection the guardians know how to traverse difficult lands how to overcome barriers and…
heat for the pain
the heat makes the pain go away deep on the other side of the skull brain pounding tightening with heat it cracks open millions of stars come outside in between the lines the crags and cracks steam rising boiling off ache the pain subsides it doesn’t become painful to exhale nothing deep within the nose…
calling echoes
walking through a deep valley down at the bottom echoes of voice reberate through what is dimly lit echoing song through the mist like a voice forgotten a memory calling moving forward mesmerized by the echoing walls mountains singing they whisper back they help you to remember to return calling as you step down the…
The Dynamics of Groove 